[TIMER: 29.9 SECONDS...]
With fifty thousand of its one hundred thousand Plot Halos already shattered into soap suds, peppermint mist. Chalk dust in the first thirty seconds, the ten-thousand-foot Omni-Protagonist Amalgamation Monster trembled violently inside its black-iron school desk!
Up on the high balcony of Floor Nine’s staircase, the Chief Author of Fate was sweating black ink through his shirt collar. His fingers cramping as he mashed every red danger switch left on his console!
“FIFTY THOUSAND HALOS GONE IN THIRTY SECONDS?!” the Chief Author screamed, his eyeballs bloodshot and bulging like a stepped-on frog’s.
“IMPOSSIBLE! STOP PLAYING BY THEIR CLASSROOM RULES! Xue Sha, unleash your [Supreme Slaughter System] and hack that little glutton girl to pieces!
Gu Wuji, activate your [Ancestral Bloodline Cannibalism Halo] and suck the dragon marrow out of that youngest brat! All Twenty Thousand Check-In & Ten-Billion-Times Return Systems—OVERLOAD AT ONCE!!”
ROOOOOOAAAR—CLANG!!
On the monster’s left shoulder, the fourth head—Xue Sha, the frothing Slaughter System madman—bit his own tongue to spit out his soap bar, his eyes turning into spinning crimson buzzsaws!
